The mailbox exploded and the neighboring houses were set on fire. Ore had nothing to do with it. Nope. No part in it at all.

She didn't walk in on GIR watching some mindless human TV show (horror ape, or something like that.), and she certainly did not stay to watch with him. And Ore never reached for the phone so that she could order those pair of amazing fluffy bunny slipper that she saw being displayed on the the commercials.

The package did not come almost a week later along with a bag of smooth rocks. That Zim had ordered from the back of a random magazine he found when he was going through the neighbor's trash.

The mailbox didn't open up because Ore almost ripped the little flappy door off of its hinges, the wind did it. Ore actually had no idea how Zim had perfectly timed the malfunction of one of his inane science experiments on the flora and fauna found on this planet.

The resulting fire on the front lawn certainly did not cause a confused Ore to drop the weird rocks (She had a death grip on the amazingly comfy bunny slippers. They were so fuzzy!). As it turned out, those rocks weren't rocks, they were firecrackers of some kind. Not that the only female irken with an irksome voice in her head had anything to do with the fact that she kicked some of the firecracker rocks that hadn't gone off towards one of the neighbor's house.

And that was how a pair of aliens absolutely did not almost caused the second coming of the Great Fire of London in a city in midwestern United States.

'Do you honestly think they bought that?'

'Absolutely not.'

Ore stood in front of a large screen that showed her an image of the two greatest, most powerful, and the most extraordinary individuals in the whole entire universe. The Almighty Tallests Red and Purple.

They were not amused.

Ok, maybe Almighty Tallest Purple had that lovely dovey look when he picked up that can of soda, but Tallest Red had an 'are-you-kidding-me?' look on his face.

"Well," Almighty Tallest Red started "That was an... interesting story..." he said, and then glanced over at Tallest Purple who all but dived into a giant pile of donuts that one of the elite guards had brought over from the kitchen.

"I will admit, Zim is a bit of a hopeless case. But he lets not forget that he was a scientist. Accidents happen in laboratories. Though he hasn't really figured out that his mission was a fraud, and I don't thin-"

"Listen Ore, you are an ok soldier," Tallest Red interrupted her, but Ore didn't care. She was just complimented by one of the greatest Irkens of all time. Ok! She was ok! The feeling of acceptance was amazing.

'Cue eye roll.'

'Shut up, you're ruining the moment.'

"But this is probably the most important mission you will ever take in your entire existence." Ore's leader continued. "So don't lower your guard, and don't screw up! SEE YA!" And with that, the screen fizzled out into a bunch of pixelated colours.

A thick silence settled on the base as that day's secret report to the leaders of the Irken Empire was cut off abruptly.

After that first day on Earth, Ore had taken upon the task of keeping the Almighty Tallest Purple and Red up to date of Zim's movements while on this planet. So after Zim's initial 'report' on his progress on preparing the human race for their inevitable destruction, Ore would sneak in and contact the Tallests about an hour later and give her own report.

You'd think that sneaking around on a top secret mission for the Tallests would be cooler. And arguably it could, but it was still pretty awesome. Too bad Laurie did not agree. At all.

'There's a line between respect and hero-worship, you know.'

'It's not hero-worship, it's the proper way to address the Almighty Tallests. Not that pathetic humans like you can understand such things.'

'Well sooo sorry. It get's kind of annoying when you go off singing about how awesome two unusually tall irkens are, All. The. Time.'

'I have two words for you: Anime sucks.'

'Hey! Anime is the best! Anime is awesome~! There's absolutely nothing, Nothing, NOTHING, like it!'

'And you accuse me of hero-worship.'

'You did that on purpose, didn't you.'

'Of course I did.'

'... I hate you...'

'Hate you too.'

"ORE! GET UP HERE! NOW!" Ore's eyes widened as Zim's voice blasted through the speakers in the room.

"You don't have to yell! Sheesh." Ore hissed at the ceiling, knowing fully that Zim couldn't hear her at all.

"IF YOU DON'T GET UP HERE IN TWO EARTH SECONDS, WE WILL BE COMPROMISED!"

Ore stilled, and bug like eyes widened. Compromised? How were they going to be compromised? Laurie didn't know either, but they wasted no time running over to the elevator and shooting up to the house.

The refrigerator door suddenly slammed open as Ore shot out of one of the numerous elevators that were dotted around the oddly coloured house.

"What? What's going on?!" She asked through heavy pants. Her eyes were wild as she tried to distinguish a possible threat. A few tense seconds passed, and then the expression on Ore's face turned into one of disbelief.

"Great! You're here! NOW GET IT OFF ME!" Zim yelled at the top of his lungs.

There, in the middle of the living room, lay Zim who was pinned to the ground by a giant beachball-bird hybrid. And no, that was not a metaphor for anything.

Ore's eyes roamed over to the black and white clock that hanged innocently on the wall, and let out a deep and disappointed sigh.

"Couldn't you have, I don't know, played with the little birdy after school?" Ore said, with one large magenta eye narrowed. Zim squirmed a bit, but then answered.

"The experiment was defective! It's not like I programed it to sit on me every time it saw me!"

"Well, if you don't get it off soon i'm going to have to pretend to be a parental unit and call you in 'sick'. Again." Ore raised one hand and spread out all three fingers. "Three minutes. Then I leave for School without you."

And with that, Ore went off to go find her skool stuff that was somewhere in the base, leaving poor little Zim absolutely horrified and screaming about how he can't miss another day of school or they would be found out.

The bird, of course, didn't budge. It only started squawking to heavy metal music that was being broadcasted from GIR's head, as Zim tried to shove the circular bird off of him once more.

'Aren't you a little ice queen.' Laurie commented off-handedly as a rather pissed off Zim sulked a little ways behind Ore.

'If I am the ice queen, you are the lowly peasant that bows to my will.' Ore replied as she glanced back at Zim.

In a desperate attempt to get the idiotic bird off of him, Zim had actually impaled it with his robotic spider legs in order to throw it off. This being one of Zim's crazy experiments, its healing factor came into play and the stab wound to the heart healed within minutes.

And then it proceeded to riverdance to Irish music courtesy of GIR.

After kicking the bird away, Zim had to run in order to catch up with Ore. Needless to say, Ore got the chewing out of a lifetime from the smaller Irken.

Thankfully for Zim, Ore took it in strides. After all, it was just Zim. It wasn't like he was really her supervising officer that could actually put a stain on her military record. But since Zim didn't know that, he was going to file a complaint against her during their next 'official' report to the Almighty Tallests.

'BEE! It's a BEE!' The sudden screeching of Laurie shattered Ore's train of thought, instantly putting the irken on the defensive. The sudden shift in Ore's stance cause Zim to tense himself, his eyes already scanning the surrounding area for any signs of an attack.

Cue Laurie's evil laughter.

Ore groaned out loud and her head slumped forward, letting her holographic hair to obscure her face from any passing pedestrians.

"Sorry, I haven't been at my best recently." Ore finally said before Zim could open his mouth.

"It looks like you're going to need to be introduced to basic situational awareness training." He said with a stone faced expression. "...of doom..." Zim added as an afterthought.

Ore rolled her eyes at that statement and focused her attention on suppressing Laurie's neverending laughter at Ore's expense.

At least till the two irkens disguised as humans finally managed to arrive at the School building where they have been attending classes for that past week and a half. They got there just as a huge mob of school children were being ushered into the building.

Zim had taken it upon himself to get to school right on time, never too early, never too late. He said that he did it in order to improve his already amazingly awesome punctuality. Since being an Invader involved many dangers, it was the best course of action was to never be late enough to miss some important information, and never be too early in case it raises suspicion.

Ore was pretty sure that was a more complicated way of saying that Zim didn't want to spend any more time in the presence of the Dib-beast than he had to. Out of all of the potential enemies on this planet, that eleven year old boy was the biggest threat to their mission.

Quietly, so as not to arouse any suspicions of any kind, Zim and Ore shuffled into the wave of young students and melted into the crowd. They stuck close together until they reached a point where the hallway split in two.

Zim went left, where his classroom was located on the sixth grade wing. Ore went right, where the eighth grade wing was. They didn't say a word to each other as they wandered off in separate direction. Though Laurie did ask Ore if they could have ramen for lunch, to which Ore firmly stated: No.

Ore tensed before she lifted her hand and opened the door, knowing what was coming the moment she entered the room. She wasn't disappointed as a handful of confetti landed on her and then she was attacked by a hug-happy little human called Nina.

"ohmygosh ohmygosh ohmygosh! YOU'RE FINALLY HERE!" Nina yelled at the top of her lungs. Surprisingly, no one paid any heed to the loud girl. Huh, they must have gotten used to Nina's... eccentric ways.

But that didn't mean Ore was.

"Breath!... Let... Me... Breath!" Ore said in between desperate attempts to suck the oxygen out of the air.

"Niiiiiiinaaaaaaaa." Max drawled in a zombie-like way.

Nina's eyes snapped open and then narrowed in suspicion. Without letting go of her death grip on Ore, she swung around behind her just as a swarm of origami cranes were hurled right at the two girls.

The cranes that were meant for Nina instead hit Ore, which caused both Laurie and Nina to whoop in laughter. Max's face turned bright red when he realised that he missed his initial target.

"Oops." He said as he bent down to pick up the fallen cranes. By then, Nina had let go of Ore and they both kneeled down and began cleaning up the mixture of origami and confetti that littered the floor.

At this point, Ore really should have gotten used to such accidents when the Terrible Two, as Ore liked to call them. Since day one they seemed to always be within shouting distance of the female Irken. Ore supposed that meant that they were 'friends', or what ever the word was that humans used.

She personally used the word comrades in arms, but Laurie insisted that she should just call Max and Nina, friends.

A cold shiver ran down Ore's back. Ever so slowly, she cranked her head around to see Mr. Aardvark standing over the trio with a rather annoyed expression on his face.

"Uh... hehe... We were just cleaning up." Ore said while rubbing the back of her head in embarrassment. She let her eyes drift over to where Nina and Max were supposed to be, only to find that they had left her at the mercy of the teacher and were now sitting innocently in their seats.

Ore fixed them with a death glare and hiss: "Traitors." under her breath. She picked up the scattered papers with more rigor than before. Then, Ore was unceremoniously escorted to her desk by the teacher, where she spent the rest of the lessen glaring holes at the twins.

They didn't notice. They were too busy sticking mentos in a bottle of soda. Laurie and Ore couldn't figure out why no one noticed at all when the dark brown soda exploded out of the bottle and covered everyone in the sticky liquid.

Mr. Aardvark didn't even look up from his lecture on the importance of snails. Not even the kids who were completely drenched had any reactions, they just continued sitting there with their eyes glazed over as the waited patiently for class to be let out for lunch.

'Ok, I get that everyone here should have gotten used to the twin's antics by now, but how are they not noticing the fact that they are sitting in sugar induced carbonated water? Don't get me wrong, I love those two. Always make skool easier to deal with. But I don't think anyone has even pointed out their existence. Much less talked to them, other than us."

'I have to admit, there is something strange about that.'

'I mean seriously! Mr. Aardvark should of at least reprimed them. Like that kid.' Laurie said just as Mr. Aardvark paused in his lecture in order to tell some random student to stop flicking spit balls at the others. All while not saying anything about the fact that Max and Nina were standing on their desks, and attaching a small model of the solar system above their work area.

'I suppose this warrants an investigation, doesn't it?'

'Heck ya it does.'

'We wait till recess before we make our move though.'

'Agreed. Now we gotta make it through another one of Mr. Ant-eating-animal fun time lessons.'

With an almost inaudible groan, Ore hunched over her desk and began scribbling down various notes, and answering a couple of questions off of the homework sheet that was handed out in the beginning of class.

They didn't have to wait long before the teacher had released the brain-dead students out into the wilderness of the skool hallways. A majority of whom were heading down to the cafeteria.

It was one of the many strange things about this Skool. Sometimes they had lunch after recess, but on days like today they had lunch before. Laurie was certain that they never had such inconsistencies when she was in middle school. She was still trying to figure out a pattern to the seemingly random schedule.

While Laurie mused over the odd schedule, Ore had a completely different issue that was unrelated to the twins mystery.

First, some kid was walking by and slipped in a pile of... smashed peas? And he ended up using the back of Zim's head to catch his fall, and essentially slammed Zim's face into the inedible food.

The result was both humorous and painful as he started rolling around on the table in obvious pain.

Then Zim wanted to make a 'friend'.

Shocking wasn't it? And all because some blondie decided to open her big mouth and criticizes Zim's lack of real companionship. What was Ore than? Raw onions? Seriously, are humans all so nosy?

'Depends on the human. But I have to admit, curiousity does make humans poke their nose in other people's business.'

"Zim, I don't think that listening to a roachy human that can't even remember your name, is going to give good advice on friendship." Ore told him as Zim hopped off of the bench.

"Didn't you hear her?" He said as he balled two fists and lifted them up to his face. "Inhuman! Can you believe it! The pathetic larvae called ME inhuman! I'll show that... that... THING!" He yelled in his fit of rage.

Ore closed her eyes and sighed. "Don't take to long then." Honestly, there was no point in arguing when Zim was in this state.

With a sound nod, Zim headed off to do who knows what in order to find a companion. Ore on the other hand stayed back and exchanged dirty looks with Zim's little classmate Dib.

That guy gave her the creeps.

'Hey-loooo! Twins?' Laurie drawled. Ore shook herself out of the staring contest and gave Laurie a physical nod.

Robbie Turnish was a normal boy who loved video games and cheezy movies. He was a brute on the basketball court despite his shortness. And most importantly, he had sat next to the twins all year.

So it was no surprise that Ore casually wandered over to his table and set herself up right across the table from him. She made a big show of plopping onto the bench, folding her hands under her chin, and then started humming a little tune while looking off into the distance.

The brunette in front of her glanced up from his sports magazine and scowled. He yanked his magazine up until it completely obscured his face.

Ore stopped humming and leveled him with a glare. It was a really shame that Robbie didn't see it since she was certain that she could have made him spontaneously combust.

She cleared her throat. No reaction.

She cleared it again, only this time she added a little caught. Again, nothing.

Obviously this wasn't getting anywhere so Ore tried a different tactic.

"You have two seconds to respond or else I will sabotage your gaming system, like that one that's in your locker right now even though skool policy clearly states that no handheld devices are allowed within 50-feet of this building." She said all in one breath.

This got a reaction from him. A big one.

"Nooo! You can't do this to me! I swear I was going to take it out today, just please please please don't tell anyone. I'll do whatever you want!" He said in a stage whisper with his eyes darting around to make sure that no one else was listening in.

The smile on Ore's face was a victorious one.

"Good. Now that I have your attention, I have some questions you need to answer."

"Anything" Robbie said while nodded furiously, making himself look like a bobble head.

"First off." Ore began "You are the boy who sits next to the twins Max and Nina, right?"

"Who?"

Ore blinked owlishly.

"What do you mean who? According to my knowledge, you've been sitting next to them this whole year!" She hissed as she slammed both hands on the table, effectively scaring the boy she was interrogating.

"I-I don't know what you mean! No one sits next to me except Creepy Katty." Robbie stammered. It took a moment for Ore to remember who Creepy Katty was.

"You mean that girl who wears fake moustaches and cat ears all the time?"

"Y-yeah. Who else?"

"On the right side of you. Doesn't anyone sit there?"

"No. Yes. No wait, ARGGGH! No one sits at those desks. No one has for the past five years!"

"You said yes before. Why did you say yes then correct yourself?"

"I never said yes. Those seats are rumored to be haunted!"

"Haunted? By what?"

"I don't know! They're just stupid rumors."

"What about this morning?"

"This morning?"

"Yes! This morning! When you were practically swimming in poop soda!"

"I don't remember that ever happening, I swear!"

"Don't remember? DON'T REMEMBER?! HOW CAN YOU NOT REMEMBER THE 'SPLODING MENTOS!"

'Ore, let the poor boy go.' Laurie's words floated in Ore's head like little sail boats.

Suddenly, a cloud that Ore hadn't noticed before was lifted from her mind. She didn't even realies that the world had grown cloudy until the pressure around her eyes had vanished.

It was in that moment that Ore realised that she was standing up on the table, clutching the collar of Robbie's shirt. The only sound that echoed in the otherwise deathly silent room was the strange noises coming from one of the corners of the large room.

No doubt Zim was having a ball over there.

But that still didn't change the fact that everyone else was watching Ore like a whole flock of hawks.

"Uhhh..." Ore said with uncertainty as she released her hold on Robbie, letting fall like a sack of potatoes. "Nothing to see here. Carry on!" She finally said with a cheerful smile.

Ore quickly hopped off the table as soon as everyone else had lost interest in the spectacle and had gone back to their own business. With a relieved sigh, Ore wandered off leaving a traumatised Robbie behind who was busy curled up in a ball and muttering something about narwhals.

"OH COME ON!" A very very very familiar black haired, bespectacled boy yelled. Ore's left eye twitched, and Laurie groaned. "We just saw an alien invader threaten one of our own kind! And we're going to do nothing?"

"It's bad enough that you make fun of Zim all the time, and now you have to bully his older sister too?" A purple haired girl -Zita, if Ore wasn't mistaken- spoke up. That made Ore smirk a little. It was ironic that a human would defend her.

"But they're not humans! They're not even from this planet!" Dib said while making wild hand gestures.

"Don't be preposterous." Ore scoffed after some debate with Laurie on whether or not to get involved with the conversation. "There are no life forms out there that could possibly cross the massive distance to our planet."

"You know that's not true! I even have proof!" He stated, pulling out some pictures from out of no where. Ore froze.

"These are pictures of angry chickens from Chicky Licky." A boy who just happened to be passing by behind Dib, and managed to catch a glimpse of Dib's Evidence.

"No they aren- NOOOOOOO!" Dib yelled as he glanced down at the pictures. His head snapped back up and scanned the surrounding area, but neither Zim nor Ore were anywhere to be found.

They snuck out of the room while everyone was focused on Dib. Keff was also missing, but that little fact wasn't as important.

Ore slipped on an oil slick that was for some reason right in the middle of the sidewalk, and crashed into a tree.

"Guess whoooooooo!" Max said in a sing-song way as he hopped gracefully from the highest point of the tree on to the lower branches.

"Tis us!" Nina picked up as she belly flopped out of the lower branches of the maple tree Ore had the pleasure of being stuck to. "Awesomeness of awesome people has found you worthy of our awesomeness."

"Hey guys." Ore said, followed by Laurie stressing how important it was to proceed with caution. "Why did you two disappear when we were let out for lunch? I didn't even see you after recess. Or in class after."

'Could you be even more blunter?!'

'Well soooorrrryyyy. I've never been in this situation before!'

'Clearly you need professional help.'

'Unfortunately, I don't know any professionals in this area.'

'What? You don't think I'm a professional?'

'No. No I don't. Now let me think in peace.'

Nina and Max exchanged a glance.

"Maxie-Waxie over here got some Poop Soda up his nose and into his brain meaties so he went to the nurse and then got sent home with the Oozies. We're a package deal so I went home with him." Nina explained while drawing out just what happened using a random piece of chalk.

She suddenly stopped what she was doing and started giggling. "Poop. Hehehehehe"

"Ya, that's about right." Max said, backing up Nina's story. "So how was your day?"

Ore shrugged and cast a sideways glance over to the front yard of her home. Despite the fact that school had let out almost an hour ago, she still hadn't stepped foot into the house. Keef was on their property with a tent pitched up and a pair of binoculars that were focused on the windows.

"Interesting. It was an interesting day, to say the least." Ore finally responded. Max tilted his head to the side and began rubbing his chin.

"I say." He said, adopting a british accent. "How on earth are you ever going to get home with that fuddy duddy little person right there?"

Hehehehehehe. Fuddy Duddy. Soda. Poop Soda. HAHAHAHAHA" Nina roared in laughter as if she was sharing a private joke with herself.

"Ehh. I'll just use the back door."

Nina's eyes widened and then her laughter was cut off as she started choking on thin air.

"You have a back door?" Max asked as if Ore had just told him that she had all of the secrets of the universe.

"Yeeah..." Ore said slowly, completely unsure why the twins had such a reaction.

An uneasy silence fell upon the trio, and then:

"ALL HAIL THE USER OF THE BACK DOOR!" The twins screamed as they fell onto their backs and waved their limbs around. It was odd, but they looked like beetles that desperately tried to flip themselves over when then were stuck on their backs.

Laurie couldn't take it anymore, and started laughing like a maniac. Ore on the other hand, was just confused and a little wary.

"Um.. Ok. I, I gotta go now." She said while slowly inching away from the two humans that were sprawled on the ground.

"ALL HAIL THE USER OF THE BACK DOOR!" They yelled again, still not getting up off of the ground.

"K, bye!" Ore yelped as she hit the ground running. She headed straight for the fence that separated public, from private property. With a great leap worthy of a dancer, Ore cleared the fence and landed in the enclosed backyard of one of her dear neighbors.

The yard which was once lush and green, was now charred and black due to that little incident that happened the day before.

As if sensing Ore's arrival, the door that allowed entry from the kitchen to the yard opened.

"You!" Hissed the elderly women. All Ore could see of her was the silhouette caused by the bright light coming from the kitchen. But she didn't need to be a genius to tell that the women was swinging a baseball bat around.

"Eeep!" Ore bristled in surprises and then launched herself in the direction of her own yard. "Sorry" She yelled as she scaled the fence, not daring to look back in fear of the crazy bat lady.

Because the crazy bat ladies must not be toyed with. Ever.

In no time flat, Ore had climbed hastily over three more wooden fences and landed in her backyard like an ungraceful elephant. In other words, she face planted in one of the flowerbeds.

Ore rubbed her head and both she and Laurie groaned simultaneously from the oncoming headache. The irken stumbled to her feet, and began walking in the general direction where Ore knew the door to be, while cradling her head in her hands.

She didn't make it.

A few steps away from the building, a large blob suddenly slammed into Ore's side. The wind was knocked out of her lungs as she tumbled to the ground. She blinked her eyes hard as she tried to ward off little stars that whirled around in her vision.

In the end, Ore blacked out before she could get a good look at her attacker while Laurie screamed at her to get up.

Author's Note:

I am so so so so so so so sorry that it took so long for me to update this story! I could make up a long list of excuses as to why I have not updated in so long, but I doubt that anyone is interested in hearing it.

I would like to note that I am well aware that Gaz does carry around her game slave during skool, but the reason she still has her's is because she scares the teachers when her video game is taken away. :P

This chapter was supposed to be longer, but I didn't really want to leave you guys waiting any longer than you have to. But I think that it is a pretty decent cliffhanger to leave off of.

Please excuse any spelling and grammar mistakes, this story has no beta.

And as always, I hope you have enjoyed this story so far! Oh, and please review to let me know what you think of it, even if it's only a smilie face!